Come back…

Come back.Leave your mark on my lips,and mess up my hair. Mend the soul you broke, and restore my being. Then go away and never return.

अक्सर भूल जाते हैं हम फ़ज्र  के इरादे मग़रिब तक, मानो यूँ की रोज़ असर होते होते, ज़िंदगी दस्तक दे देती है।   

" Darkness means different things to different people. Just like Light. "

Are you a morning person or a night person? Morning. I say without missing a beat. What do mornings have, that evenings don't? Potential.

"A whole day of darkness,at night, came forth the light. Colors, shying under the sun, now came alive."

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